They come to me
With their sickness
They come to me
With their wishes
They want my help
That i dont know how to give
Like i have all the answers
Of what life they have to live
They run to me with their sickness
They run to me with their cries
They want love that i cant give out
While i hide in the corner and pout
I cant help them with their troubles
I am trapped inside
This invincible bubble
With the rules i must abide
So i give them one thing
The only thing i can give
A smile that brightens their world
And gives them the reason to live
With or without The Sickness.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely poem. Your ability is well beyond your years Steve